Twisted Mumbles Poetryby jeseca Lowell

I can remember all the sunless moments in my life,how the rays gradually came back to gracing my face.Sitting in coffee houses on random afternoons,writing my way back into existence,finding my corner once again on solid ground.Smiling, I heard my music once again.I can go to the moon if only in my imagination.Wounds that once bled so easily are not just scars, faded into distant memories.I can speak of my life without tears now,recognize my strength is boundless.The pain, hurt it took me to walk this path were worth every second to get to this little girl in front of me.